Rufus knew it couldn't last. He got complacent. He should have been more careful, but he'd become intoxicated by the easy pickings. There were just so many lonely men there just waiting for his attention - how could he have controlled himself? He was careful at first, biding his time, watching to see which of the men came back time after time; they were the...
Summary: Sexy college coed entwines lonely MILF in her sexual web. Note 1: This is dedicated to the real Elizabeth, who requested this story. Note 2: This is an April Fools' Day Contest story so please vote. Thanks to: Tex Beethoven, Robert, and Wayne for editing. Lonely MILF: A Sexual Awakening Sometimes you don't know you're in a rut until something h...
This is the third chapter of a ten-chapter story. We resume the story from Chapter 2, when Mr. Criens took Sally to a party filled with fancy people. Entertainment was provided by a live band and a hypnotist, and one of the women, Susan, was hypnotized into performing sexual favors for any man holding the right kind of playing card. ******* I watched Suza...
Please take a moment to vote - my partner and I are engaged in a friendly (by which I mean deadly serious) story-writing competition, and the winner will be judged by their rating. It's all in your hands now, my friends. Chapter 1. Jennifer Brown loved sex. Loved it. She would wake up each and every morning feeling sensuous and aroused, step into the show...
This story is my ending to the story "One Slip" written by Patricia51. In order to understand what I have written, you absolutely must read her story first. I have merely taken up the challenge that Patricia made at the end of her story to carry the story on to its conclusion. Thanks, Patti! I was struck immediately by Donna and her decision to cheat. Was i...
Continued from Chapter 2... Visit to the Psychiatrist "Are you leaning more towards older men than younger ones, Judy?" "Yes, older men are much more reliable and less hassles." "Someone like me you mean?" "Yes someone like you Doc, would be perfect." "Oh wow, there's hope for me yet, ha, ha." "Are you offering yourself Doc?" "I don't know how to answ...
Richard's Grey Horse trotted down the crowded London streets, following the path of the mighty Thames. Low clouds hung delicately in the air, whipped into fluffiness by a light breeze as the knight took in his crowded surroundings. Tall, ancient and magnificent buildings rose up from the cobbled streets, sheltering the tinkers and tradesmen trying to sell th...
It was a Saturday night. We had been to a show, got home about 11 PM, and were channel surfing, looking for another hour's entertainment before going to bed. "I hadn't seen that," Josie – she'd rather be called that than Josephine -- said as we through the list of offerings. Zebra Lounge was just starting. "Neither have I." I clicked on the remote's Info...
I had been working late in the evenings for several weeks trying to catch up on my workload. My associate Bill was helping me and we became good friends, eating late meals and working like bastards. On my desk was a picture of my wife in a short mini skirt, black nylons and a tight fitting sheer blouse. Under the blouse a lace bra was holding up her large br...
Salutations, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Carlotta Dickinson, and I'm a young woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in Cedar City, Utah, and lived there with my parents, Charlene and Arthur Dickinson. My family was well-off, partly due to my father's real estate connections. I was raised in the Mormon faith, and traveled to Ontario, Can...